Saturday Alone
Saturday night all alone
Nothing to do, no one to phone
Busted ankle holding me back
Heaven's cutting me no slack
Computer dying, TV dead
Someone shoot me in the head
I'm bored, as bored as bored can be
No ideas coming to stimulate me
So I sit here at the screen
Typing here and feeling mean
Nothing better to do anyway
I'm not in the mood to watch others play
Saturday night all alone
Nothing to do, no one to phone
Busted ankle holding me back
Heaven's cutting me no slack
Computer dying, TV dead
Someone shoot me in the head
I'm bored, as bored as bored can be
No ideas coming to stimulate me
So I sit here at the screen
Typing here and feeling mean
Nothing better to do anyway
I'm not in the mood to watch others play
Copyright © 2009 Cal Jennings
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